You, the cosmetic plastic surgeons, don't just treat the patient's face and body.
After hearing Wen Zecongmei's scientific popularization, Wen Ze was a little confused and clicked on the photo on the phone screen and said, "Since surgery is considered plastic surgery, it seems that there is no change. Why do you still need plastic surgery?"
"You're wrong." Miki nodded and looked at Dean Gaomu and said, "I don't have any other questions to ask him.
But in order to gain popularity, people tend to forget the celebrity's face and go for plastic surgery.
But Wen Ze would look at the problem in such a one-sided way.
Then the person left immediately."
When that thought popped into Sanmu's mind, my trip was fruitless.
After all, there is no work ahead, so naturally I have to make sure I have enough energy to ensure I can complete the busy work tomorrow.
That was a blind spot, because all the identities that Shimono Takuma did not have could be matched, so Miki simply believed the identity of the deceased and assumed that I was not Shimono Takuma.
"Can you help me see at which stage Mr. Shimono had the plastic surgery?" Miki asked before handing the phone to the other party.
Tonight's dinner was Mapo Tofu and fried steak. Although it would lose some flavor if it were served cold again, the time interval was long enough that it didn't really affect it.
Wen Ze stood up and walked to the cabinet nearby, pointing to the other party's self-introduction column and said, "It says below that he has world-class level in cosmetic surgery.
"If you have surgery, it's considered a minor cosmetic procedure."
Koshimizu Ichitsuki said, "Also, the phone you found is also a breakthrough. I hope there will be no clues."
What needs to be done next is for the author to find ways to verify his own conjecture.
As Miki Xiaozhi talked about the case, Ayako couldn't help but cover her mouth and said, "Completely remodeled to look like another person?
Time flows quietly, and a new day comes with the vitality of the sun.
Upon hearing this, Takagi Satomi let out a loud exclamation of surprise.
"Indeed."
While the two of them were chatting, Miki finished his dinner slowly.
"It's really scary when you think about it," Sanmu agreed. "Strangers still think I'm me, but they know I haven't completely transformed into someone else."
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